Shisui's Susanoo!

Kakashi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Was this level of power truly just Kage-level?

He forcibly suppressed the urge to pull down his mask and reveal his Sharingan.

He shook his head slightly; Shisui's eyes were Mangekyo, yet even they had been held firmly in check.

My eyes certainly wouldn't be a match for that either.

Kakashi felt his scalp tingle, a sense of desolation washing over him.

In his eyes, Zhou Cheng had been nothing more than an ordinary genin.

But how could that be possible? A genin could never have accomplished this series of feats!

Tsunade's eyes lit up. What a magnificent ability—it would be invincible at the gambling table!

To roll the dice and get exactly the number you wanted—how delightful!

Tsunade could already see piles of money beckoning to her.

No, I must learn this ability too!

At any cost!

Zhou Cheng placed Shisui back onto the arena floor and smiled faintly, though he was complaining bitterly in his heart.

Damn it, telekinesis actually consumes chakra.

With my current chakra reserves, I can only maintain it for a few minutes.

Close call, that was almost embarrassing.

Shisui, still shaken, looked at Zhou Cheng with lingering fear.

When he had been controlled, he had felt nothing but waves of chill and an endless sense of impending doom.

If the senior had wanted to, he could have killed me in an instant.

"Senior, is this spiritual power?"

Zhou Cheng nodded with a faint smile. Envious, are you?

"Go ahead and absorb that orb of light!"

"Perhaps, in the future, you can be just like me!"

Heh, time to feed you some empty promises!

Shisui's eyes brightened, filled with newfound determination.

The others who heard this also revealed fanatical expressions; such an ability was no less powerful than any ninjutsu.

If they could learn it, it would absolutely be a formidable weapon.

"Alright, begin your second attack!"

Shisui reined in his smile, nodded, and took a few steps back.

Zhou Cheng stomped his foot. What was up with this arena?

All sorts of attacks had failed to tear it apart.

Furthermore, the marks left by yesterday's attacks had completely vanished by today, as if it were a brand-new arena.

No way, could the arena be reinforced by the system too?

The tomoe in Shisui's eyes instantly shifted into the shape of a shuriken.

Green chakra surged from his body, then coalesced into a massive skeletal frame.

Susanoo!

Whoosh!

"What is that?"

"I didn't know the Uchiha clan had such a secret family technique!"

While shocked, everyone also wore expressions of confusion.

They began to speculate wildly about what kind of ninjutsu this was.

Only a few people knew what this represented.

The Mangekyo Sharingan, which stood above the three-tomoe Sharingan.

The legendary eyes, the strongest eyes capable of seeing through the three realms.

Sasuke had not yet been exposed to this fundamental information; he was merely watching the spectacle.

Itachi's eyes were filled with envy. When will I be able to awaken the Mangekyo?

If I could, resolving the conflict between my clan and the village would be much easier.

Kakashi instinctively touched his left eye.

Mangekyo, is it?

But why can I not perform such a dōjutsu?

Tsunade looked at Shisui with eyes full of wariness.

Susanoo!

Such a powerful ability had actually appeared in a sixteen-year-old child.

The Hidden Leaf would likely be plunged into a bloodbath once again!

The massive skeleton evolved into a giant, with a vortex-like structure on its abdomen.

Countless tiny chakra senbon shot out like raindrops, dense and relentless.

The senbon all struck Zhou Cheng, but instead of turning him into a pincushion as expected, they rang out with the sound of clashing metal.

-10876.

[Damage dealt: 10876 points]
[Shield remaining HP: 9,999,999,947,686]
[Damage rank: Purple]
[Reward obtained: Purple Blind Box]

Zhou Cheng felt a bit disappointed; this guy still hadn't used his full strength.

Then again, this small arena really couldn't accommodate a Susanoo.

A look of disappointment appeared on Shisui's face.

It was even lower than before, but there was no helping it; the arena was a bit too small to contain the massive Susanoo.

"Take it!"

A Purple Blind Box appeared in Zhou Cheng's hand, and he tossed it toward Shisui.

"Good luck!"

Shisui opened the blind box, and a short blade appeared inside.

[Divine Sword Futsu-no-Mitama]
[A legendary sword of the Thunder God, possessing the power to command lightning.]
[Host received a critical reward: Lightning Release chakra physical constitution, capable of learning Lightning Release ninjutsu.]

Zhou Cheng raised an eyebrow; this reward was useless to him.

He had no chakra, and he didn't know a single Lightning Release ninjutsu.

He would just have to take things one step at a time!

Shisui's eyes lit up; he had been lacking a high-quality ninja blade.

He drew Futsu-no-Mitama from its sheath, and arcs of lightning danced along the blade.

In a fit of excitement, Shisui slashed toward a distant building.

A blade aura flashed, and a charred mark appeared on the building's outer wall, followed by a large hole collapsing into it.

Hiss!

Everyone gasped in shock. Damn it, a casual swing had such power?

This was far stronger than the Hidden Leaf's own Sword of the Thunder God!

"This sword is called Futsu-no-Mitama!"

"It is the legendary sword of the Thunder God, which is why it possesses the ability to command lightning."

"That slash you just made isn't even its limit; cherish it well!"

Shisui nodded in satisfaction; he felt complete.

When a person finally obtains something they have dreamed of day and night, they cannot help but feel excited, and Shisui was no exception. Such a blade would be a significant boost to his strength!

All the ninjas present wore expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Chakra was the foundation of everything, and ninjas always tried to conserve it during battle, preferring taijutsu over ninjutsu whenever possible.

Under such circumstances, a divine weapon was undoubtedly the dream of every ninja.

Shisui walked off the arena under the gaze of everyone present.

He took off the ordinary Anbu short blade from his back and strapped Futsu-no-Mitama in its place.

"Congratulations, Shisui!"

Itachi was genuinely happy for Shisui.

The stronger the two of them were, the more they could deter both sides.

To keep the clan and the Hidden Leaf from becoming so estranged.

"Hey, are you selling that blade?"

Shisui cast a glance at him. Selling?

Is your brain fried? I barely have enough time to use a blade like this myself, how could I possibly sell it!

He ignored the two of them entirely and walked to the side.

Kakashi's expression was filled with envy; for his family's heirloom swordsmanship, a high-grade ninja blade was indispensable.

His family's ninja blade was decent, but it was merely a relatively sturdy weapon, completely incomparable to the Futsu-no-Mitama.

He looked at Zhou Cheng with expectant eyes, Give me a weapon too.

He was becoming increasingly interested in Zhou Cheng's true identity!

However, Kakashi scoffed at the idea held by Itachi and the others that he was a powerhouse who had lived for countless years without aging.

How could that be possible? Even someone as strong as the Third Hokage was already old and frail, unable to escape the erosion of time.

Tsunade curled her lip. A ninja blade?

No ninja tool was as useful as her own fists.

Still, to be able to produce such a blade, this guy was certainly wealthy and imposing. Perhaps she could challenge him to a gamble?